Betrayal, when fairly deserved, is like a bitter medicine the victim must swallow and accept. They may not like the taste of it, but in the long run it will heal things - be it broken hearts or friendships. Revenge may be cruel at times, but it is a necessary part of life. Betrayal, however, when unprovoked is a different matter. It goes from being a dirty device necessary to clean the ills of memories past, like a knife removing an infected limb - a movement to protect the body as a whole - and becomes something malicious and spiteful. This kind of betrayal once performed is like dropping a pebble in a pond, it sends out ripples of discontent that carry for an eternity. It goes from being a simple matter of gaining a level of playing field and becomes something twisted and bitter, that an endless number of friendly lunchtime chats and exciting nights out can ever cure. The back that has been stabbed never forgets. I never forget.
Karma baby, it'll come back and bite you in the ass.
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